I want to take my time to remember this so badly, but I can’t stop it. I need her. I need to taste her and feel her, and mark her with my scent so she knows I’m here for her.
Ollie
Ipretend the whole time we talk that I have my shit together, but I’m so hot and wet and needy that the second he licks my clit, I fall back against the mattress. A harsh cry rips from me as a light orgasm sweeps through my body.
I need to be touched so badly, and Kane is giving it to me already.
“Did you just come?” he murmurs, licking at me again.
“Shut up,” I gasp. “It’s just a natural reaction.” It’s all because I’ve been so close to jumping into Timber’s room and snuggling up with him. I didn’t even know it was possible to get touch-starved in one night.
Plus, suddenly drenching me in lavender as his thumbs press against my thighs to keep me spread apart makes me so horny I’m already trembling.
“A reaction to your scent match?” he asks.
I groan as his tongue circles my entrance, and I lose the chance to reply as he pushes inside and opens me up. Each gentle movement sends more pleasure spiraling through me.
I lift my hips, offering more of myself to him, trying to ignore what a bad idea it is.
We have the room; I have the time. What’s a little orgasm or two going to do in the grand scheme of things?
Except I’ve arrived in Timber’s car, and I’m pretty sure I have traces of coffee on me. Hopefully the cream and my perfume are so strong it wipes out Timber’s scent. Or maybe Kane doesn’t recognize the scent of the guy he sees every single day at the rink.
Whatever it is, that’s tomorrow’s problem, because Kane licks me from my entrance to my clit, and straight back down again. Harder, faster, and my pleasure is building so quickly that I press my lips together to stop myself from crying out.
He wants it to be fair, but he’s already taken it too far in the other direction. I’m not calling his name unless he does something miraculous.
But it’s so intense I have to push my palm to my mouth. Until he growls, and I meet his fierce gaze between my legs.
“Take your hand off your mouth,” he orders with a voice as smooth as silk. “I don’t want anyone who saw us come in here to think I can’t please my omega.”
Every time he says ‘my omega’, I think I’m going to melt.
I shake my head. No matter how much I like fucking, I don’t want to be rude and make people listen to me.
Well, everyone but one person…
He moves back, and I let out a noise of complaint, but he just chuckles.
“Come on, get up,” he says, and I let him pull me into a sitting position, my brow furrowing.
Need still buzzes through me, but at least I’m more lucid than I usually am when I’m high on alpha.
“Turn around and put your hands on the bedframe. I don’t want you to hold a single thing back.” I could fight him and tell him no. Though honestly, his smile makes me so horny I’m there instantly, up on my knees, hands curling around the cold metal bar, and my ass out for him.
I can just hold back my cries, because I’m alwayssogood at that.
Kane’s hand rounds my ass, and I’m already moaning as his fingertips brush my entrance from behind. I instinctively part my legs, giving him more room to enter me, and he hums happily.
“That’s my omega,” he says as he gently bites my ass cheek. “That’s what I want to see.”
Yeah, I’m done for.
His fingers spread my slick along my pussy as he shifts his body, and I suddenly gasp as I look down to find he’s on his back and slipped his head between my thighs.
“What are you doing?” I ask, though I already have a pretty good idea.
“Just sit back and relax, and let me do all the work. I’ll ‘deal’ with it for you.”
